Invisible String | A Harry Potter FanFiction

Summers With The Weasleys (Year 4)

Me and my Mum decided to visit the Weasley around my second year of Hogwarts for a good week, we wanted to catch up since my mum and Molly were friends when they went to Hogwarts, and I got along fine with the rest of them too. My dad said he didn't wanna go, and that he didn't want me around so many guys so he almost didn't let me go, but I told him that we'd be staying in Charlies old bedroom, not sleeping around any of them and my dad finally let me. Altough they weren't pleased that I was staying they let me hang around anyways. Percy seemed to be away from his family more often than with them, and Ron didn't get up till 11 each day, so I barely saw him in the morning. Fred and George were a menaces, like always, and Ginny was just lovely. Me and Ginny hung out so much when I was over and we got incredible close. Soon me and my mum made it a tradition to go to their house every summer for a week, cause apparently her and Molly needed more time to bond and catch up every year.

One year my mum, dad, and me went down. Dad got along suprisingly well with Arthur and Mum and Molley were always talking all day. Fred and George hung around me more than the last few summers and Ginny loved having me around like always. On this summer Fred was being a massive flirt, like more than usual and it made me blush everywhere. Ginny said that Fred would give me headaches on a daily if we were to date, and that if I was to ever date one of them I should go with George, at least he wasn't a massive flirt. But the thing is I liked that Fred was so out there and flirtatious. He was funny and confident, and always had a way to make me smile. With George it was just obvious that we were like siblings, just more sibling like than anything else. He always stood up for me and made me smile, cheered me up when I was upset, but hes just a whole other person that I barely know at the end of the day. But Fred has been vulmerable around me, and he's let me seen him at his worst, and let me comfort him.

Last year he was struggling hard with his mental health, and rapidly declining grades. He said that he was gonna fail his OWLs and that he didn't wanna go back there this year. I comforted him and he let me comfort him. I just can't do that with George, we're just buds, always have been always will be. But with Fred, he's just, different.

"Morning Win!" Ginny said, coming into the room. I sat up and stretched, looking at her. "Hey Gin."

"Okay listen, Ron used my mug this afternoon after I specifically told him not to, and afterwards he chipped the handle!"

I laughed. "Just chip his mug too!"

"I'm about to just straight up break it!"

I laughed and got out of bed, I brushed my hair and walked downstairs.

I was at the age where i cared about my looks more than anything, in the past I've just gone downstairs with my pjs on and my hair in a tangled mess, but now I had to brush it and put on proper clothes. I don't know why but I've always been like this, when I didn't care was when I was 8 and we stayed over for a night. The infamous night were I got the name, "Benny McFartin" But I guess it's different now, I care more about what people think.

Ginny and I sat at the table talking about different things when the twins came up and sat across the table from us.

"Morning!" George joked.

"Good morning." I replied.

"Who's turn is it to do dishes?" Percy asked, looking at Fred.

"That's Fred!" Fred said pointing at George.

"Okay you can't pull that anymore, you have a noticable difference between the two of you now!"

Me and Ginny laughed as Fred got up and reluctantly did the dishes.

"Good morning everyone!" My mum said walking into the kitchen.

"Good morning Mrs. Benson!"

I smiled as she sat next to me and kissed me on the head, "Do you always look this pretty in the morning?" She asked. I shrugged and smiled.

I felt Fred's gaze back at me as I cleared my throat and turned around to keep talking to Ginny.

"Seriously girl your hair is flawless!" I smiled and thanked both of them while I filled my cup up with water.

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That night me and Fred were sat next to one another at the movie night. Mr. Wealey had set up a muggle projector and we were watching a movie. We were sitting down on the grass on blankets and pillows just enjoying the movie. Every now and then Fred would look over at me thinking I don't notice, but of course I did. Girls realize anything!

"Hard to concentrate on the movie with you staring at me." I say, looking back at him.

"What do you think I'm trying to do." He saids back.

I gulp and try to watch the movie with Fred constantly watching me.

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My first kiss was on a game Truth or Dare when Harry and Hermione came over too. It was a few weeks before school started and we were all surrounding a bonfire playing a very childish game of T or D.

The dare was the kiss the prettiest person here and Fred came over and planted a big wet one of me. While I thought about it that night I was thinking that I was the best option anyways. He wasn't kissing his sister and I know he doesn't find Hermione attractive, he kissed me because I was the only one that made sense, logically. But the rest of the stay I couldn't get my mind off of him. Sure he probably only did it cause he didn't wanna be incestuous, and kissing Hermione wasn't on his bucket list. But it was silly anyways...

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This summer I stayed out of the Weasley summer visit and stayed with Cedric instead. Of course we would inevitably see them at the World Cup, it still felt weird not going to theirs. I know my mum was disappointed, and I told her I was sorry and she said it was okay, and that she'd just send Molly a long ass letter of everything she was gonna talk about this summer.

The summer with Cedric was great, we hung out the whole time and I didn't have my mum around, so I could be as transparent as ever, and it felt great. The Diggorys were a friend from my dads work, and Cedric and I met in my 2nd year and his 3rd. He told me I was pretty and me being a 12 year old was like, "OMG HE LIKES ME" and I developed a huge crush on him. After a few years he finally invited me over and we had the greatest time. Swimming in lakes, going on walks on the beach, and the best of all, reading with each others company. By the time the World Cup came around, we were already inseparbele.

I'll never forget that kiss, and I'll never forget my massive childhood crush on Fred. But it's over now, he's with Angie, and they're cute. Besides we never would've worked out, he's the total oppisite of me. I really don't think we would've done anything or gone anywhere. But we found peace where we are, just friends, nothing more nothing less. There will always be a love for Fred, deep, deep, deep down, way down, in the bottom pit of my heart, that might resurface. But for now it won't, I'm happy with my relationship, and he's perfect.